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    Default The Section Watches, Episode #1

    Welcome to this district's first meeting, a series of sessions
    our city streets are sick and we need the medicine
    there are doctors indeed present,
    but their means go beyond what we can accept as decent
    methods
    we are the police presence,
    but at this point we are faced with hard choices
    our city is besieged by a new terrorist breed,
    instead of threats of greed they request the reigns of regime
    a rain of
    screams
    followed by a reign of uncaring kings
    they are more than prepared for our best fleets
    often our
    best bet is
    retreat
    but from these defeats rise men in masks with passion and steel,
    through battles and newsreels they are revealed to be merely mortals in
    costumes
    this brings me to the dossiers in front of you
    your task is to review the evidence and give a report
    to your fellow officers, I expect this in the morning.....



    MARKED INADMISSIBLE EVIDENCE AT TRIAL.
    TAPED INTERVIEW
    SUBJECT: BONES


    There is little difference between justice and revenge,
    saved by enemies only to be gunned down by friends
    where's the fairness?
    life is a hair trigger against a schizophrenic off his med list
    there's no question what I do is illegal and sadistic,
    but I measure my sins against what was done my wife and kids
    one life to live,
    gun, knife or spit
    seen through my mask's slits, my eyes show a soul pushed to it's limits
    I am a stone molded by Pharaoh's apprentices,
    shown a scarecrow as my image,
    I wrote my own ticket as a royal physician
    between twisting scrolls and idiot's visions,
    I put terror into local hoodlums and their ignorant minions
    anti-hero or admirable villain? I prefer to not make the decision,
    as you know, the jury's decision is still pending....
    Dead weight primal end tape
    just got bushed by someone who think he's a god, just a man with powers/
    masked on, Sheep Lord back on while prostitutes solicit me
    as I stroll down the block waiting to clock/
    police band raided five blocks before they get delayed get cha game face on
    Nixon, Carters, Regans and Bushes ain't got this, they're just devilish dead fish floundering politician corrupted vision fiscal situations get vigilantes up in ruckus with this mask law on top of us/
    stand up stand tall fixed rolling through alley ways
    got a hunch hit S-9's underground place/
    they already fled switch back cross rooftops grappling gun boom never stops
    get the drop on bad guys in the night hour, midnight scour
    pure power rage fit quit cha tough talk break limbs in shimmy shanks/
    closed quarter combat lummox gets done back down to fried beans
    now hide means those don't know my face without my mask on/
    bask in glory hated to see this story the fiend I was after
    got his means by stuffing his face full of kerosene
    sometimes sick twisted bastards deserve torture/
    not soft on crime no more after than kiddy porn addictive rapist
    tactical radical off the hook back to move this rook into position/
    gotten my name from the streets I claimed cleaning with fists so easily
    replayed my life though videos and audio tapes rehearse what I just did/
    hit the beaper it's cheaper than a call to my celly
    now i'm a tell all you bad guys GET IN MY BELLY of JUSTICE/
    hated the way the news portrayed Sheep Lord saying I was a lunatic
    proven quick this is the season of the vick speak your mind/
    I might be a vigilante ripping mouths off those pieces
    now your gon have to act funnier than any comedian/

    Born into this wonderful nightmare,
    number 1 rule no one fights fair,
    with a slight stare incite fear, I see through their dark hearts,
    conniving schemes, plots, and brash thoughts,
    overcomed by visions of the sinister ripped apart,
    brings a smile to my face that once was lost,
    as faith and hope is now defined by cost,
    I soak up the feelings & pain of millions,
    pull over the mask and its the rorsach villian,
    im a chameleon that walks undetected through the public,
    administering beat downs, the haymakers crown, who wants it?
    birds sing as stars revolve around heads of my many victims,
    devils capturing cream preying on our dreams In this system,
    class rape by way of special interests,
    monopolize hate WAR addiction condition,
    globally we've succumbed to this big business!,
    bear witness!! i'm so sick of this sickness,
    inflict hits quick hope your not on my shitlist,
    left listless from my punishing physics,
    Commitment! to leave you littered with stitches,
    enrichment of your soul by way of my swift fists,
    resist this and be sprawled out like bitches,
    just listen...
    Im the Prosecutor, Judge and Jury!
    There's no parole just pain and purgatory!
    kidnappers, pedophiles, rapist and murderers you better worry,
    hurry up scurry about!
    I'm truley devout,
    Pain is what i'm balancing out,
    blunt trauma blood splatter Dexter can't figure it out!,
    The agony felt is so severe,
    you can't treat it with needles alcohol or pills,
    Pain so agonizing you can feel & hear it,
    Barrage of fists so bad it bruises spirit's!
    the Sections watchin, temple tower clocksmen
    trackin movements formin pure undiluted, fumin
    disillusioned populace, defended by unknown risks
    compact disks calculated the procedures, the merger
    of corparate and governemnt, democrat, republican
    businessmen and servant, unified dictatorship
    undetected radar blip, seance with a say on shit
    slayed from beyond a sea bound crypt
    stowaway on a sea bound ship, sabotage,
    evac to a helicopter lift, dynamite sticks
    rock the core of politics, chaos ensued splits
    pitfalls of society translated through glyphs
    locked grips, the Section remains in the mist

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    no doubt this is dope

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    [/COLOR]Dead weight primal end tape
    just got bushed by someone who think he's a god, just a man with powers/
    masked on, Sheep Lord back on while prostitutes solicit me
    as I stroll down the block waiting to clock/
    police band raided five blocks before they get delayed get cha game face on
    Nixon, Carters, Regans and Bushes ain't got this, they're just devilish dead fish floundering politician corrupted vision fiscal situations get vigilantes up in ruckus with this mask law on top of us/
    stand up stand tall fixed rolling through alley ways
    got a hunch hit S-9's underground place/
    they already fled switch back cross rooftops grappling gun boom never stops
    get the drop on bad guys in the night hour, midnight scour
    pure power rage fit quit cha tough talk break limbs in shimmy shanks/
    closed quarter combat lummox gets done back down to fried beans
    now hide means those don't know my face without my mask on/
    bask in glory hated to see this story the fiend I was after
    got his means by stuffing his face full of kerosene
    sometimes sick twisted bastards deserve torture/
    not soft on crime no more after than kiddy porn addictive rapist
    tactical radical off the hook back to move this rook into position/
    gotten my name from the streets I claimed cleaning with fists so easily
    replayed my life though videos and audio tapes rehearse what I just did/
    hit the beaper it's cheaper than a call to my celly
    now i'm a tell all you bad guys GET IN MY BELLY of JUSTICE/
    hated the way the news portrayed Sheep Lord saying I was a lunatic
    proven quick this is the season of the vick speak your mind/
    I might be a vigilante ripping mouths off those pieces
    now your gon have to act funnier than any comedian/



    CHECK OUT SHEEP WITH THE INKBLOT FLOW. NICE.

    Born into this wonderful nightmare,
    number 1 rule no one fights fair,
    with a slight stare incite fear, I see through their dark hearts,
    conniving schemes, plots, and brash thoughts,
    overcomed by visions of the sinister ripped apart,
    brings a smile to my face that once was lost,
    as faith and hope is now defined by cost,
    I soak up the feelings & pain of millions,
    pull over the mask and its the rorsach villian,
    im a chameleon that walks undetected through the public,
    administering beat downs, the haymakers crown, who wants it?
    birds sing as stars revolve around heads of my many victims,
    devils [COLOR=pink]capturing cream [/COLOR]preying on our dreams In this system,
    class rape by way of special interests,
    monopolize hate WAR addiction condition,
    globally we've succumbed to this big business!,
    bear witness!! i'm so sick of this sickness,
    inflict hits quick hope your not on my shitlist,
    left listless from my punishing physics,
    Commitment! to leave you littered with stitches,
    enrichment of your soul by way of my swift fists,
    resist this and be sprawled out like bitches,
    just listen...
    Im the Prosecutor, Judge and Jury!
    There's no parole just pain and purgatory!
    kidnappers, pedophiles, rapist and murderers you better worry,
    hurry up scurry about!
    I'm truley devout,
    Pain is what i'm balancing out,
    blunt trauma blood splatter Dexter can't figure it out!,
    The agony felt is so severe,
    you can't treat it with needles alcohol or pills,
    Pain so agonizing you can feel & hear it,
    Barrage of fists so bad it bruises spirit's!


    MAGMA ALWAY'S DOES IT FOR ME. DIRECT AND BRUTAL.

    the Sections watchin, temple tower clocksmen
    trackin movements formin pure undiluted, fumin
    disillusioned populace, defended by unknown risks
    compact disks calculated the procedures, the merger
    of corparate and governemnt, democrat, republican
    businessmen and servant, unified dictatorship
    undetected radar blip, seance with a say on shit
    slayed from beyond a sea bound crypt

    stowaway on a sea bound ship, sabotage,
    evac to a helicopter lift, dynamite sticks
    rock the core of politics, chaos ensued splits
    pitfalls of society translated through glyphs
    locked grips, the Section remains in the mist

    ITS A SHAME WE CANT CONNECT ON MORE PROJECTS LIKE THIS. I LOVE BRONZE'S FLOW.

    SECTION 9 STAND UP.
    weep for lost babylon,
    the bleeding god, the forgotten sheep slaughtered in a forest of evil fog
    bordered by a sea of faults,
    fleeing mobs turn to see the holocaust and become kings and queens of salt
    screaming shots, police and chalk,
    wingless fallen demons walking among us as people...

    -.5Kut

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    this is a real fresh read.

    if yall ever need some more rhymes for a collab hit me up.

    all i did was write open mic pieces and topicals for like 8 years before i even picked up mic.

    Caught up with the sky
    Shot at God.


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    dopeness from everyone!



    My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
    Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
    Hell razah

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    Quote Originally Posted by J.T.S. View Post
    dopeness from everyone!
    check out Section HQ and jump on Part Two
    weep for lost babylon,
    the bleeding god, the forgotten sheep slaughtered in a forest of evil fog
    bordered by a sea of faults,
    fleeing mobs turn to see the holocaust and become kings and queens of salt
    screaming shots, police and chalk,
    wingless fallen demons walking among us as people...

    -.5Kut

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